uandishi Article: thaw.

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thaw.

posted by j1edwardcullen7

when wewe have been outside all day

in below 0° weather conditions

and wewe enter a heated room —

oh, the blinding saturated rush of light

when wewe open the doors

the flood of tingling and warmth

that soaks through your skin

and into your core

the thawing of your nose

where not even the tip remains cold

and the ringing in your ears

that makes everyone else talking to you

sound muffled and soft —

this is the way it feels

to be with you
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The Vampire Reporter -- Chapter 1

posted by BiteMeCullen107

I’m finally on my own, alone. I just turned eighteen a couple of months zamani and I got a job offer in Los Angeles California. I’ve been uandishi since I could write and when I reached junior high I joined the new paper and I did the same in high school and in my sekunde mwaka of high school I was offered a job as a reported for the Salem New Hampshire news paper and I accepted. My job threw the years had grown and now that I’m done high school I can take the job offer.
Ya my parents were pissed when the found out I wasn’t going to collage but if wewe think about it...

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Who are the real monsters: Chapter 1: The Antiworld Part 2

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

“There wewe are, man” alisema Marley. Opal had blood dripping from her mouth; her eyes were shining red as the shadows off the mti darken her whole body. “Looks like we’re all done here, let’s songesha out before they wake up” alisema Alec. Later on while Marley was lying on his bed, the same thought came across his mind, should the others know about their secret. “Marley, someone’s here for you” alisema Marley’s mum. “Hey man””It’s us”. This is Lindsay and Slone Sudiro (Lindsay 14, Slone 12) Lindsay level is higher than Opals, Slone’s is no better than Nathan’s. They are...

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Underworld Chapter 5: Road trips

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

Tayce’s p.o.v

“Training time for Lilly” I sneered looking at the small blond. She nodded. “Let me get ready” She said. I shrugged and then turned to go, but was stopped kwa Hayden. “She already trained today” he informed me, I nodded. “I know, but Rebecca wants her to have zaidi of it” I told him, he rolled his eyes. “Why is she being such a bitch?” he asked me I laughed. “It’s Rebecca, she sees her as a threat” I told him, he tensed up. The he turned to me. “You’re not being so bad” he said, pointing out that I’m usually a bitch. “She didn’t do anything...

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Gods: Chapter 10: Adam's apple

posted by gossipgirlxoxo

I woke up, still in Ethan’s arms; my face was up against his chest. I slowly moved up, Ethan noticed this, he let go of me. I got up and walked over to the jikoni table. Why was I in Ethan’s arms? But then I remembered. ‘Adam.......he’s dead’ Dawns words came to my head. I nearly fell down again, but arms caught me. “Whoa....come on” Ethan alisema pulling me back to the couch. I was now sitting on the couch, Ethan sat beside me. “How did he....?” I asked. I sounded angry but I wasn’t I just couldn’t feel anything else. “We don’t know” Ethan answered me. He was trying...

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Memories - A Poem

posted by Cuddles

A/N: My first poem I post here...I hope it is any good.

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Memories

Far distant seem to be
the things I now call memory.
The good and bad, the right and wrong
share a thing, cause they are gone.

Long forgotten feelings rise
each of them in their disguise.
They are not dead, so it only seems
waiting patiently to haunt me in my dreams.

Will it ever cease to be?
Even if it's called memory
Does that mean I always have to remember
to give up, to hide from them, to surrender?

Whenever I fight them I will lose.
I have nothing between I could choose.
No matter...

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Not really a scary story but a true story

posted by Free_Spirit

Me: okay i actually found this story in my local newspaer from 20 years back. And i'll put a symbol for town names. I don't want rapists au pheaodifiles coming to my town... okay lets begin. And i shall have to give some background history. Well at there was a renovation going on at $ which was between # and &, for an old mental asylum to be converted into a power house musuem. Anyway so this story takes place then. I think i'm not sure of dates.
$ was a small town, very small as in like only three -5 thousande people

okay so in Australia out in the country there was a young couple travelling...

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Sample Chapter: Beyond a Dream

posted by xXDreamWriterXx

This is the rough draft of the first chapter of "Beyond a Dream" It's a book that I'm currently uandishi but it would nice to get some feedback about it. Its long but hope wewe like it!

Chapter 1

“What! We’re moving?!”

Aria stares at her father, Thomas, with disbelief and utter horror. Thomas sat in his inayopendelewa seat; a maroon armrest chair with soft kind of fabric that made it hard not to touch. His shoulder length silver layered hair and black framed glasses that went over his gray eyes made him look like the plain glasses business man that he was. Aria stood in the middle of their living...

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 31

posted by Insight357

Alexander stood in front of me. I was looking up at him from my spot in the shower.
    “Now what did wewe think wewe were going to accomplish kwa coming down here?” He asked, and looked around.
    “I thought wewe wouldn’t find me,” I admitted sheepishly. It sounded stupid when I alisema it.
    “Your thought process has yet to amaze me,” he chuckled. “This room is sound proof, right?”
    “Uh, yeah. Why?” I looked up at him curiously.
    “Just wondering if that maintenance...

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 26

posted by Insight357

I went back to the motel after Lucy left. I never did figure out why she was running. inayofuata time I saw her I would ask…Hopefully I would see her again.
Damien is all alone alisema a voice. I shook my head, as my hands began to shake and my moyo raced.I sat on the creaky motel bed. It was cold, and hard. I didn’t care though. I was too emotionless to care. I didn’t feel like I was apart of this world. The walls and furniture were only an illusion, and this was my hell. I had already died. Maybe if I died in hell I would be officially dead.
Damien...

Psychoanalysis: Chapter 24

posted by Insight357

I paced around the room, Alexander would be nyumbani in a few minutes. I was going to tell him what happened between Grey and me. I was nervous, but I had to do it. It wasn’t fair of me not too.
“Alexander, I know this is bad, but I must tell you,” I practiced aloud, staring at the empty wall. “I slept with Grey, and I know I shouldn’t have done it, but she seduced me. I tried to say no, but I was too weak. I really tried, though. Please, please forgive me Alexander. We can work it out, I know we can,” I thought I was doing really well; I prayed he would forgive...

mbwa mwitu playing kinanda

added by axemnas

Nature's perfect killing machine

posted by ZekiYuro

The Australian mamba is the largest mamba in the world.It can grow up to seven metres long and the biggest can weigh up to 1000 kilos.It has only 2 muscles to open its mouth but 40 to close it!

What makes crocodiles so dangerous is that they attack incredibly quickly and they take their victims under the water to drown them.They usually attack in the water,but they can suddenly come out of a river and attack wanyama au people,and they can run on land at 17km/h.

Every mwaka in Australia there are mamba attacks on humans.2 years zamani a 24-year-old German tourist died when she went for...

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We're living faster,but are we living better?

posted by ZekiYuro

Not long zamani people believed that in the future we would work less,have zaidi free time,and be zaidi relaxed.But sadly this has not happened.Today we work harder,work longer hours,and are zaidi stressed than 10 years ago.We walk faster,talk faster,and sleep less than awali generations.And although we are obsessed with machines which save us time,we have less free time than our parents and grandparents had.But what is this doing to our health?An American journalist James Gleick in a new book,Faster:the acceleration of just about everything,says that people who live in cities are suffering from...

The wedding dress

posted by ZekiYuro

In 1952,Audrey Hepburn was in Rome,making the film Roman Holiday with Gregory Peck.She was engaged to James Hanson,a London 'playboy',and she asked a famous Italian designer,Zoe Fontana,to make her a dress for the wedding.

Signora Fontana said,'Audrey was 23.She was so young and so beautiful then.She tried the dress on many times.It was in white lace,with a lot of tiny buttons down the back,and she wanted to wear flowers on her head.'

But 2 weeks before the wedding,Audrey Hepburn decided not to get married.She phoned Zoe Fontana and said,'I've cancelled the wedding.But I want another girl to...

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What is foreshadowing and why is it important?

posted by paulmarktag

I think that the most important lesson I learned from my mentor, mwandishi Arline Chase, concerned foreshadowing. Here is the bila mpangilio House Webster’s definition of foreshadow: to onyesha au indicate beforehand. In other words, to provide some hint, clue, au indication of something that is going to happen.

Why is foreshadowing important? I learned this lesson the hard way. In many of my first short stories—which I recommend as a medium to anyone testing the waters to see if they want to write fiction—I thought that I was being so crafty with my endings. I wrapped up the crime (or whatever) with...

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A famous rebel-but was he really?

posted by ZekiYuro

Mick Jagger went back to his old school recently-for the first time since he left in 1961.He was invited to the school to open the 'Mick Jagger Performing Arts centre',a new muziki and drama department at Dartford Grammar School.

Jagger alisema that he was 'honoured' that the centre was name after him.But in a newspaper interview 2 days before he told the journalist that in fact he hated school and that he used to be a rebel.

He didn't use to do the homework-'there was far too much'-and he was continually at war with the teachers.He used to break the rules all the time,especially rules he thought...

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Scottney au Duncney? Total drama chapter 3

posted by _bella__

Happy New Year's everyone! I hope you've enjoyed the makala I've written so far

Courtney decides to go talk to Scott

Courtney: Hey, Scott I need to talk to you
Scott: Okay but first lets win this challenge babe, and if we lose I think we should vote off Alejandro.
Courtney confessional: I can't believe he called me, babe?
Courtney: yeah I'll talk to wewe later now come on we have a challenge to win

Courtney runs away from Scott and he smirks at her

Scott confessional: It's my turn to play hard to get, and I'll make sure to lose so we can eliminate Alejandro. Hehe
Courtney: Hey, Gwen!
Gwen: Hi, where's...

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Scottney au Duncney? Total drama chapter 2

posted by _bella__

Okay, this is chapter 2... enjoy :)

Duncan and Gwen were taking a stroll through the forest

Duncan: So how's it going with wewe and Courtney?
Gwen: Horrible, whatever I do I hurt her and she just hates me even more!
Duncan: Well, it's not so fun being in the hero's team either.
Gwen: Oh... I just don't get it I've done so many good things and... and Courtney and wewe weren't dating at the time
Duncan: Cheer up, Gwen wewe have me
Gwen: Yeah I guess so

Duncan and Gwen go back to their cabins

Gwen confessional: At least I can try to fix things with Courtney no matter how many times I... fail (Gwen starts...

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moyo Pulse (Short Preview)

posted by zanhar1

It pulsed rhythmically like a beating moyo across the horizon. I guess that makes sense considering it looked like the solitary line on a moyo monitor, radiating machungwa, chungwa as it zigzaged up and down. I've been here before; Level 1, Dark Space. I don't know how I knew, I don't even remember being here before...I just know I have. Despite the darkness, and there was plenty to go around, I knew from somewhere that it was my inayopendelewa level. The candimals bought small and soft light, which was enough for me. I touched the flame as I always did, it never hurt nor left any burns. At the brush of my...

childhood memories poem

posted by kbsruthy

"The memories of my childhood"....
wewe are in my heart"...always"....

I walk alone in those all days".....
thinks about wewe only"...
It's an only secreat between wewe and me"...
times to grown up...still thinks about you"...

Iam busy in my studies"...
but i never forget you..from my heart"
the days passed wewe and me grown up.."
but he doesn't look at me.."

I feel i ignored kwa him"...
but my moyo still beat for him"...

and still have hopes....

"He never heard my moyo beat"...i feel mushy
i hope one siku he will...
but it's never happend...!!!

" he is still a bachelor now.."

time to realize " am not in his "HEART"..and his feelings toward me a brittle"...